#im still losing it

[mycomni]

[doomordestiny]

just finished riptide 115 guys. guys wtf. so much happened. heartfelt moment between chip and gill??? chip feeling guilty for arlin??? MOLE IN LIZZIES CREW??? DARK PUCKERED HOLE CHAPTER 69???? they dont have jay with them???? “welcome home”???? and probably more im forgetting???

[ratretro]

Mina is Kirishima's hero 🥺

[redbeersake]

Some Azem doodles!

Wanted to redesign his robes

[minipisi-is-dumb]

" a man in Caracas, Venezuela named Raúl Benítez was eating a ham sandwich, did he finish it? I don't know and is making me crazy"-Janet

VENEZUELA MENTIONED IN THE GOOD PLACE WHAT THE FUCKKCKCKKCKKK IM LOSING MY MIND

[gayforthesun]

also nobody told me until today that ABC acquired 911 for season 7 only. like season 7 was their first season. and they made buck bisexual four episodes in like thats completely fucking insane i thought they'd at LEAST had it for a season or two before that. FOUR EPISODES

[uukipi]

IM IN SHOCK THAT NINTENDO DID THIS LMAO

[imdcathsmeow]

Can you imagine if RWBY had a Tagalog dub

Blake: Meron ka bang naisip pero hindi mo lang sinabi?

Yang: Hindi maaaring tungkol dito iyon. Para siyang bangin. At kapag ginawa ko iyon, mahuhulog lang ako.

Blake: Tingin ko nahuhulog na tayo.

[kurtbrussels]

seeing movieverse leon had me laughing so hard i hurt myself and felt my ribs vibrate

[firestorm09890]

my dad: Elon Musk founded SpaceX-

my sister, mishearing from across the room and accidentally becoming the funniest person of all time: HE FOUNDED GAY SEX???

[branches-in-a-flood]

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[noblehcart]

never came poison from so sweeter place

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[mxcrayon]

losing my actual mind rn

i had this interaction in the dropout discord (i am the first and third person). short. simple. i only got the first year bc of a discount + a gift card i had, so i was planning on using this person's suggestion.

then, i got this.

oh my god!! how nice!! how sweet!!! how thoughtful!! i gave them my email and they sent over a subscription, i thanked them profusely. i was very grateful, very touched.

hours and hours later i was still thinking about it and i recalled how, in the email id gotten about it, it said "tao yang sent you a subscription" and id seen that and thought "oh haha like the tao yang" and then moved on

but now, thinking back, i was like.... theres no way, so i googled tao yang.

......

TAO YANG BOUGHT ME A FUCKING ANNUAL DROPOUT SUBSCRIPTION

[tedlebred]

HAPPY IDES OF MARCH PPL🎉🎉🎉💥💥

(Redraw from last year🤭)

[stefisdoingthings]

wings